there was no response, save for a light groan as the lone pilot tried to get up and failed, you recognized that voice....... the smoke began to clear, and you saw a lean figure with the gangly limbs and stature of youth, and you also seemed to recognize the cloak and armor the figure wore, even though it was torn and tattered, and there was blood, machine oil, and fur caked around the chest piece from three wounds ....It was alpha